Chapter 32 🔥
The City of Sin
“But you’ve always been good enough. You’ve just been giving the best parts of you to the wrong people.” – r.h. sin
“I miss Chicago!” I whined as Ethan and I stepped out of the cab and onto the bustling New York sidewalk. Immediately I was hit by a blast of cold air, and the smell emanating from the various restaurants and street vendors tingled my nose. The mixture of onion, garlic, and spices made my stomach growl.
A loud honk caused me to jump, and I looked out at the traffic. Cars and motorcycles were moving at considerable speeds, and they didn’t seem to be in the mood to make way for any pedestrians. Multiple cars screeched to a halt behind the white lines across the road, all except for one that dashed past even though the lights had changed to red.
“You weren’t kidding when you said you don’t like New York.” Ethan chuckled as he paid the cab driver and pulled out both of our suitcases from the trunk. Taking my black carry-on from him, we walked towards the large revolving door entrance.
When Ethan asked me to go to New York with him last week, my initial response was hell no. New York and I just didn’t mix. I had spent enough time here in the past couple of years to know that.
But of course, Ethan could be very persuasive when he wanted to be. Hence – the present day situation.
In the short amount of time since we’d stepped off the plane, I was pulled aside by TSA so they could check my bag because one of the sniffer dogs walking around started barking near me, a cab outside the terminal splashed me with water from a puddle, and our own cab driver nearly got into three accidents on the drive to the hotel because people in this city just didn’t know how to fucking drive!
“Dislike is an understatement,” I grumbled, shooting him a sideways glance as we walked through the hotel lobby and towards the reception area. Granite floors, large chandeliers, and extravagant flower arrangements adorned the lobby. It was one of those fancy hotels right in the middle of Times Square.
“That’s because you’ve never come to New York with me, Cupcake,” Ethan smirked, before greeting the receptionist. I scoffed and waited for him to finish checking.
As the two of us walked towards the elevator hand in hand, I smiled sweetly up at him. “Just because we’re here together, doesn’t change anything about New York. The smelly trash is still present, and the people are as rude as ever – you just happen to be next to me to witness it as well.”
“Ouch!” He pouted, pressing the floor to the 15th floor.
“What can I say,” I shrugged, my gaze fixated on him. “It’s part of my charming personality.”
“You call that charming?” He snorted, pushing off the elevator wall just as the doors opened. “Baby, we have very different definitions of charming then.”
“Baby?” I cocked an eyebrow, inputting the keycard into the lock pad until I heard it click. Pushing the door open, my eyes scanned the room. One large king-sized bed sat in the middle of the room with two nightstands and a lamp on either side.
“Do you have a problem with that?” He challenged, setting his phone and wallet down on the black rectangular table just below the large TV mounted on the wall.
“Nope.” I bit the inside of my cheek to stop from smiling. The expression coiled my abdomen with unexpected flutters, and I found myself smiling for no reason.
“Good.” He smirked, pulling me towards him. As his arms snaked around my waist, I gently placed my hands on his chest. “Have I told you how sexy you are lately?”
“All the time when you’re trying to get in my pants.” I rolled my eyes, playfully poking his side.
“Is it working?” His brows raised and I watched him fight a smile as he bent down and began kissing along my neck.
“Maybe,” I smirked, tilting my head back to give him better access. “Maybe not.”
I felt him smirk against my skin before his teeth grazed the spot just above my collarbone. His tongue darted out, sending wild tremors along my spine. Heat coursed through my veins when he began gently sucking on the flesh, and I bit back a moan.
Pulling back, Ethan asked, “How about now?”
“How about after dinner?” I retorted, pushing against his chest and walking towards my suitcase.
“Are you going to tell me what you have planned for us while we’re here?” I asked for what felt like the hundredth time that night.
“You know,” Ethan glanced up from where he was tying his shoes to look at me, a teasing smile tugging the corners of his lips. “I don’t remember you being this impatient before.”
“Me? Impatient?” I feigned ignorance. “Never.”
“You’re lucky I love you.” He teased, before stilling.
“Did you just...” My head whipped to the sound of his voice, the buttons on my shirt completely forgotten. I felt my stomach sink and the air to my lungs halted as I tried to process what he just said.
“Shit –” He stammered, eyes wide. The room had gotten so quiet, so fast that the only sound was our labored breathing. We continued to stare at one another for a few moments until I broke the silence.
“Did you mean it?” I found myself asking, my heart hammering out of my chest.
You’re lucky I love you, the words continued to ring out in the back of my mind.
“What?” His brows furrowed together, and his face was scrunched up in confusion.
“Did you mean it?” I repeated. “That you love me?”
“Of course I meant it!” He let out an exasperated sigh, taking a cautious step towards me. “But McKenzie – I don’t want to scare you away. We can just pretend like –”
“No.” I shook my head, taking a step forward to meet him. “I don’t want to pretend.”
“Really?” Ethan asked hesitantly, almost as if he didn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth.
Truth be told, I couldn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. For the longest time I associated love with being forcibly tied down to someone I couldn’t envision a future with. But with Ethan, I could see a future for us. And while it still kind of freaked me out, it didn’t freak me out enough to run for the hills.
That wasn’t not to say that I was ready to declare my love for him just yet. The words were on the tip of my tongue, I just couldn’t quite bring myself to say them out loud.
Over the past few months, I had accepted the fact that Ethan was someone I cared a lot about. However, there were still some unresolved personal issues I wanted to work through before completely opening up my heart to him.
One thing I did know, and that’s that I was no longer going to run scared. I was going to face my fears.
My self-inflicted fears.
“But don’t go expecting me to say it in return.” I quickly added, biting the inside of my cheek as I peered up at him. “Not yet, anyway.” A smile broke out on Ethan’s face, a wicked satisfaction flashing briefly in his eyes before his lips crashed against mine.
After dinner, Ethan and I stepped out of the restaurant and back onto the busy streets. As we were walking down the sidewalk, my head turned to an angry driver honking and cursing towards a pedestrian. Shaking my head, I felt Ethan squeeze my hand as he led us towards the nearest subway station.
I had no idea what part of the city we were in. All I know is, we took the Subway to get here.
I was focused on the ground in front of me so I wouldn’t crash into someone, when Ethan came to a halt and nudged me. “What?” I hissed, narrowly avoiding a stranger too busy looking down at his phone to see we had stopped.
People have got to stop texting and walking, I rolled my eyes in irritation.
“I think you’d look great in the red one.” Ethan bent down to whisper, and I could hear the mischievous smirk in his voice. My eyes followed his finger to a bright window display. At first glance, the place looked like any other lingerie store, but upon closer examination, I saw the other items on display inside.
Folding my arms across my chest, I raised an eyebrow and stared at him expectantly. This wasn’t just a lingerie shop, it was an adult entertainment store.
“Do you want to go in?” Ethan teased with a crooked smile, his eyes darting between me and the store’s entrance.
“What in the world would make you think that?” My voice came out unusually high-pitched as I nervously glanced around us to see if anyone was paying us any attention.
“Live a little, Cupcake.” His gaze remained trained on me, and I could see the wheels spinning in his head.
“I’ll tell you what,” I said in a sugary sweet voice. “I’ll let you pick out one thing inside if you let me pay for the rest of this trip.“Ethan seemed genuinely shocked by my response before he began to ponder a response. “Only one?”
“Take it or leave it,” I smirked, fairly confident he was never going to agree to something like that. We argue over the check every single time we go out anywhere, there’s no way he was just going to say yes.
“Deal.” His voice had gone low with desire, and his eyes darkened.
My head snapped up. “You – you... you’re just going to agree? Just like that?” I spluttered and Ethan laughed in response, pulling open the door for me to walk through.
“I’ll see you at checkout, Cupcake.” His hot breath tickled my ear and all I could do was stare at his retreating figure.
Ethan and I were in the store for over an hour. While customers came and went, I continued to browse the aisles – one leaving me more mortified than the other. I like to think I’m not a boring person – I enjoy sex with a little spice. But some of the things people buy, I just could never.
I ended up buying the red lace bodysuit Ethan had pointed out when he stopped in front of the store. It was a tiny piece of clothing with a low-cut balconette and waist strap that was meant to accentuate your curves.
“Are you going to tell me what you bought?” I asked Ethan when I saw him walking towards me, eyeing the small red paper bag in his hand.
A part of me was excited to find out what he had picked out, and the other part of me was terrified.
“What’s the fun in that?” He smirked, pushing the door open. “But I will tell you that when we get back to the hotel, I’m going to fuck you until your lungs are tired from screaming my name.”
The moment we stepped through the door of our hotel room, Ethan pinned me against the door and our clothes started flying off. A few moments later, I was standing in front of him, completely naked and unable to look away from his lustful gaze.
I watched as Ethan lifted one hand and lightly ran it against my arm until he stopped at my shoulder. His eyes held nothing but desire as he pushed down on my shoulder until I was on my knees, a large bulge outlined in the thin white material of his boxers.
My hands reached for the waistband and I slowly pulled his boxer briefs down, admiring his length. It never ceases to amaze me just how big he is. His cock sprang free and stood stiffly at attention, eagerly awaiting my touch. I licked my lips and lifted my hand, wrapping my fingers in a vice-like grip around the base.
“Fuck.” I heard Ethan groan above me.
I then lowered my head, wrapping my lips around him. I started licking – slowly and teasingly up and down his shaft first, before letting my lips hover around the tip. I peered up at him, my eyes holding his while I swiped my tongue against his tip, clearing the drop of pre-cup. I guided my mouth around his cock once again, finally taking him halfway into my mouth.
I slowly started running my tongue up and down his length, bobbing my head. “Fuck, McKenzie.” Ethan moaned, lacing his fingers through my hair and guiding me deeper. My throat muscles contracted and I gagged around him. His cock hit the back of my throat and my eyes began to water. I couldn’t help but choke and my eyes fluttered shut as Ethan’s grip on my hair tightened.
Just when I was starting to get into a rhythm, Ethan withdrew his cock from my mouth and grabbed my shoulders to make me stand up. His strong arms came around my waist and he lifted me in his arms, carrying me towards the bed. Without missing a beat, he threw me onto the bed, my body bouncing against the firm mattress.
I watched the muscles on his back as he walked over to the small table in the corner where he had hastily thrown the red paper bag when we first walked in. Then, he walked back over to the bed, a smirk dancing on his lips. Scrambling to sit up, my eyes hungrily scanned the bag as he placed it in my hands.
“Open it.” He commanded, keeping his gaze trained on me. With shaking hands, I removed the white tissue paper and put my hand inside. My fingertips touched something cold, and my curiosity only increased as I pulled it out. My eyes widened when they landed on the thin metal chain connecting the two alligator clamps.
Glancing at Ethan, his eyes scanned mine, an unreadable expression on his face. “You have an unhealthy obsession with my boobs.” I finally said, a smirk of my own making its way on my face.
“I have an unhealthy obsession with your entire body, Cupcake.” He said, grabbing my legs and pulling me to the foot of the bed before yanking my arm up so that I was on my knees. Lowering his head, “Next time I’ll pick out the nipple and clit clamps. That way you no part of your body feels left out.”
A shiver ran down my spine and excitement bubbled in the pit of my stomach.This was so strange, so thrilling and so erotic all at once.
Not once did I ever imagine I’d find myself in a situation like this. This is stuff you read about in a book, or watch on the internet.
But I guess there’s a first time for everything.
“Then I can’t wait for next time,” I said with a breathy voice. Ethan’s deep green eyes went a shade darker as he reached next to me – beginning to toy with metal in his hands.
“If at any point you’re uncomfortable,” His voice dropped an octave, and my eyes were glued to his hands. “Just say so and we’ll stop.”
I nodded, unable to speak as he lowered his head to the valley of my breasts. His wet lips found my nipples and I moaned in response. Ethan twirled his tongue around one of my nipples, feeling the hardened bud against his insistent tongue before taking it fully into his mouth and sucking on it.
I was so focused on his mouth, that I didn’t see him move the clamp until it wrapped around my nipple. The clamp bit deep into my rosy peaks, pain radiating from my breasts through the rest of the body. “Fuck!” I cried out, taking a quick breath and struggling to maintain my cool. After a few seconds, the initial shock wore off and I was able to focus again. When I looked up, Ethan was watching me, his eyes filled with lust.
I raised an eyebrow at him, readjusting my position on the bed. The movement caused the metal chain to move, and a new wave of pain shot through my nipples. However, unlike the first time, this time I was prepared for it and I could feel myself getting wetter and my pussy crying out for attention.
I watched as Ethan walked the short distance to his suitcase, rummage through it briefly, before making his way back with a condom. He tossed the condom on the nightstand before coming to stand in front of me, his hands trailing up and down my sides until his fingers reached the inside of my thigh.
I moaned softly when his fingers were mere inches from my pussy, opening my legs more to give him better access. Of course, that only caused Ethan to smirk and trail back down and away from my throbbing core.
“Ethan!” I practically whined, reaching for his hand.
“Yes, baby?” His lips tugged upward in a smirk, a glint in his eyes. I shot him a glare as he let me guide his hand back up until it was resting on my sex.
“You’re so fucking wet.” Ethan gritted, leaning in to kiss me as his fingers finally slid in between my folds. I moaned in response, returning his kiss with fervent hunger. His fingers began to rhythmically move in and out of my pussy, his thumb finding my clit. My head involuntarily fell back, and my fingers dug in his shoulder.
Pulling back from my lips, Ethan’s eyes locked on mine and he lifted his fingers to his mouth. His lips slowly parted, before closing his mouth around his middle and ring finger. “Delicious.” He murmured, causing a new wave of pleasure to shoot through my throbbing pussy.
I couldn’t bring myself to speak, and Ethan took this as an opportunity to push me back on the bed. I landed with a bounce, the metal chain bouncing as well and shooting shockwaves of pleasurable pain throughout my entire body.
Ethan’s head snapped in my direction when he heard my moans, his eyes darkening even more. With his eyes still locked on mine, he took the foil package from the nightstand and ripped it open. He slipped the latex onto his cock, situating himself at my entrance. As his tip moved slowly up and down my folds, I reached up and pulled him onto the bed.
His brows furrowed together in confusion and I took this as an opportunity to settle my knees on either side of his hips. His cock twitched against my pussy, and I reached down to guide him towards my entrance.
“Feisty, are we?” Ethan asked, his hands gripping my waist.
“Maybe.” I hummed, slowly lowering myself onto his full length – my walls tightening around him. Ethan groaned, biting his lip to control himself. Once I adjusted to his length, I began bouncing up and down on his cock. The pain shooting through my nipples and Ethan’s cock repeatedly hitting my sweet spot was too much. I threw my head back and arched my spine, a string of curse words flying out of my mouth.
“Oh god – yes!”
Ethan grabbed my hips, his grip on me tightening as he grunted into each thrust. His grunts of pleasure were music to my ears.
I opened my eyes just in time to see him reach up and tightened the clamps around my throbbing peaks using the screw on each clamp. “That feels so good.” I moaned, the pleasure almost more than I can bear.
My hands traveled down his chest as I allowed myself to get lost in the feel of his cock. My fingers outlined his stomach – hard, dipped, and rippled in all the right places.
“Fuck baby.” He muttered. “You’re so sexy right now.” That’s all it took to send me over the edge, and my inner pussy walls clenched around him. My toes curled in ecstasy and my body trembled in pleasure.
Just as I was coming down from my high, Ethan rolled us over so that I was on my back. He pulled out and stood up before pulling me to the edge of the bed. I was still on my back when he pulled me towards him and jerked me around so that I was now facing away from him with my face pressed against the sheets.
“Seeing you bent over like this,” Ethan growled, taking a deep breath. His hands were moving down my body, his fingers skimming over my skin and sending a rush of blood to every part of my body. “Has got to be my new favorite position.”
He positioned himself at my entrance once again, and without warning, he buried himself in my pussy in one deep thrust. My hips bucked against his in an attempt to push him to go faster, harder and deeper. His fingers dug into my flesh, and then I felt a sharp slap against my ass.
“Ethan!” I cried out, the sting from his hand radiating through me. He shuddered and there was a sound from the back of his throat – half growl, half moan. Little shivers of pleasure and panic shot through me as he continued to uncontrollably thrust into me.
Ethan pulled my arms, sealing the tiny space between us, pressing me against him. Skin against skin. I reached behind me to dig my fingers into his hair, twisting my head so that our lips were inches apart, and I kissed him. Hard. His wandering mouth parted my shaking lips and I could taste myself on his tongue as he continued to fuck me.
“Do you like getting fucked like this?” He whispered into my ear as he pulled my head back. His hand was tangled in my hair, and before I knew it, he had roughly pushed me back down again.
I sparked alive, my heart swelling to the point of near bursting. The rush of sensations crawling across my body at that very moment was maddening.
“Yes.” I shuddered beneath him, my pussy clenching with the dirty words flowing from his mouth.
“Good.” He replied huskily as he continued to slam into me harshly and I became a withering, moaning mess. “Your pussy is mine, and you’re mine. I’m going to fuck you again and again until you’re begging me to stop.”
“Mhm.” I nodded, my thoughts an incoherent mess as I felt myself inching towards another climax. The pressure inside my stomach continued to build with each thrust. “I’m close. I’m really close.” I gasped as my eyes clenched shut and my pussy convulsed. Ethan groaned as he picked up his pace, and my screams become louder.
“Let go, baby.” He muttered as my walls tightened around his cock, bringing him to his own climax. With one final thrust and a series of grunts and moans, Ethan collapsed next to me, rolling over and breathing heavily. I rolled over on my back and removed the clamps, my nipples still hard and tender from the abuse. Propping myself up on my elbow, I looked at Ethan who had his eyes shut.
“You know, it’s rude to stare.” His lips tugged upwards in a crooked smile. He then cracked one eye open, stealing a glance in my direction before bringing his arm around my body and letting his palm rest on my ass. “But since I love you, I guess I can let it slide just this once.”
“You’re so cheesy.” I blushed, snuggling against his chest while my fingertips traced the outline of his abs.
“You’ll learn to love it.” Ethan grinned, pressing a sloppy kiss on my cheek before shifting us so that he was hovering over me.
I’ll be hiding away for the rest of the night😅 I hope you enjoyed this chapter! It’s definitely something that’s out of my comfort zone.
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